Something to say about April

On the April day in the world, you are dressed in light green gauze, dyed with elegant fragrance, and come out with a fresh and graceful charm. Her gentle smile travels through time and space, blooming on light green buds among green grass and flowers. The charming spring breeze caresses the weeping willows stretching by the river.

It’s April again in the world, the time of red flowers and green willows. All things revive, showing a vibrant and beautiful scene.

In April, the fragrance of flowers fills the elegant world, and the birds sing joyfully about the spring of life. My heart is overflowing with the fragrance of flowers, which is beautiful concern, sincere blessing and happy freehand.

It is already spring in April, and the greenery has returned to the earth. Why are you still hesitating? Let's go out of the house, let's embrace April, go to the mountain countryside, shower with the light of early spring, and let the green mountains and clear streams wash away our silent hearts.

The April spring breeze blows warmly, opening everyone's heart.

Call April, the syllables are crisp and bright. Like the sound of hitting porcelain. Time overlaps. April is shy. She hides her face when people call her. April is silent again. In the sweet and soft dreamland, it rests on your window sill.

On the April day in the world, the beautiful and elegant wading comes, and the clear and graceful Pingpingtingting comes, making you smile. The curling music lightens the mood of the past, and the crescent moon that touches the window lattice is still smiling like a flower. The white clouds play the dance music of the soul, and the blue sky holds the pure dream.

Intoxicated by the breeze, the wine, the ancient charm, the feeling of life, the beauty in our hearts, I hope there will always be the spring of April in our lives.

The gentleness of April reveals a different kind of kindness, gently brushing people's cheeks, a bit shy, a bit reserved, a bit mysterious, falling in love with my poetry, flowing in my soul, leisurely with my thoughts.

In April, everything revives, the willows are green and the flowers are red, the orioles are singing and the swallows are dancing, and the earth is full of vitality.